Edited 08/27/15
Jayy's POV
"David Jesus Torres!" The shriek woke me up faster than a slap in the face. I sit up instantly, which isn't the best idea when you're lying in a bunk on a bus. I hit my head.
"Fuck. That hurt." I mutter, rubbing my head. The curtain to my bunk is ripped back. A very angry looking Angel is standing there, her face covered in baby powder. She has red contacts in and her hair has recently been cut and layered, and dyed black with a layer of red and a layer of blonde. All in all, she looks like a burning ghost demon. It's quiet scary.
"Jayy Jay, look what he did to me!" She cries.
"That mean man." I say, gently wiping some of the baby powder from her forehead so it doesn't get in her eyes.
"Oh, like you've never wanted to do it to her. And this is her last day here, so it's our last chance." Dahvie defends. Angel's face falls when he says that, and my good mood vanishes.
"Thanks for the reminder." She growls. I jump out of my top bunk and pull her gently to the bathroom. I get a washcloth and wet it a bit, then gently clear her face of all powder. I do her neck and arms as well. Then I sit her on the toilet and go to her suitcase. I pick out an outfit; a black tee with the words 'I Apologize In Advance For My Behavior' in white, a black skirt that comes down to about her knees, her favorite brown cowgirl boots, and a pair of black socks with red stripes that will be just barely visible over the top of the boots, which came up to mid-calf. I return to the bathroom and hand it to her, as well as the pair of contacts I want her to put in. Then I leave so she can change.
"Are you dressing Baby-Doll again?" Sally asks me as I enter the kitchen area.
"Yeah, got a problem with that?" I ask.
"No, she actually looks kinda cute when you pick her outfits. Not that she doesn't look cute anyways, but she looks extra cute when you pick her clothes." She says, munching on an apple. We'd corrupted Angel in that she now has a few piercings, as well as a ton of tattoos. But she also corrupted us in that we now eat a lot healthier. Dahvie's actually lost weight since she joined us for Warped Tour after finishing the emancipation process.
"I'm doing her makeup and hair today as well." I say.
"Nothing too crazy, she has to sit on a five to seven hour flight with other people latter. I know she doesn't care if they stare, but you don't really wanna put her through that, do you?" I shake my head.
"I wasn't going to do a lot of makeup. And I was only gonna spike her hair up in the back a bit so she really does match Collin." She'd sent Collin a picture of her hair after she got it done, by me and Dahvie, and the next week he sent her a picture of him with the same haircut and coloring. It looked more masculine on him, though. On Angel it looked cute; Dahvie said 'sexy' but I'm incapable of thinking of her like that. Not because she's a girl, but because she's really like a little sister to me now. She falls asleep while cuddling with me in my bunk every night, and after the first few times she stopped waking up when I moved her to her bunk. Not because I didn't like sleeping with her, just because she always complains about how hot the bunks get, and they get even hotter with two people in them. One night I was out really late and didn't come back till like four that morning and she was still up because she couldn't fall asleep because I wasn't there for her to cuddle with.
"Jayy Jay, you can come in now." She calls. I go into the bathroom, and smile. She really does look very cute in that outfit. The silver contacts just completed the look. I have her sit on the edge of the sink while I do her makeup. I do a thick layer of black eyeliner around her eyes, and a thinner layer of silver eyeliner. I add a dusting of red eye shadow at the very edge of the silver. It's so faint that you can hardly tell it's there. Then I move to her lips. I start with dark red lipstick at the very center, and then gradually get lighter and lighter. I blend it together so it looks natural. You can barely tell she's wearing lip-gloss by the time I get to the outer edge. It's definitely a little odd, but it looks cool. I add a very light blush to her check to make her look even paler, and I'm done with her make up. I move on to her hair. I straighten it because even though it's pretty much naturally straight, it tends to curve outwards at the tips. I tease it and use a lot of hair gel and wax to spike it in the back like I told Sally I was going to. I'm finally happy with my work and let her see it.
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